domination phonesex

I’m not sure what’s going on with you guys, but I’ve had plenty of loserphonesex calls. You know which of you I speak of. I’m talking about all the pathetic little dicks, who call me to be punished, or cuckolded, or just humiliated because of your size.

It’s like y’all are crawling out into the chat room – begging for attention – hoping that I’ll look at your tiny little dicklette…or that I’ll send you on a mission to find a real man for me. Well, you came to the right place, huh?

My husband is a powerful man. Many people look up to and respect him. He appears to be a true ALPHA male. With his big cock and fancy job trips. He looks like a real man’s man. Always in control, or so it seems. You’d think he flips me over his shoulder and bangs his chest like a caveman as he drags me off to our bedroom every night, but that isn’t the case at all.

I wear the pants in our relationship, hold all of the control! I get EVERYTHING and ANYTHING I want with the batt of my thick lashes and a gentle pat over his crotch. He’s a slave to me and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

That’s right, loser. You aren’t even good enough to lick my boots. You know how dirty my muck boots are. After I’ve been out mucking stalls and exercising the stallion. There may be a little manure mixed in with the straw and mud but you would love to get that nasty tongue of yours on it wouldn’t you?

Oh my God you dirty little fucker. I KNEW you’d been messing around in my panty drawer. I figured you were sniffing them but I had no idea you were wearing them while you fuck your ass with my dildos.

Well, if I’d known my stepson was a panty boy faggot, I’d have been fucking you a long time ago. Oh no, you’re not going to get to put your cock in my pussy. It doesn’t seem like that’s the kind of thing you’d want anyway. YOU are going to be the one getting fucked. Oh, you’re really in for some mommy son phone sex punishment now my little pervert.

I may be a MILF and a hot wife but I have and continue to do my fair share of homewrecking. It’s just so much fun. I mean, why should all of the young tarts get to have all of the fun? I love to meet a married man at some social function or party. I am usually able to hone in on the most miserable, neglected bastard in the room.

Circling My Prey, It’s Only A Matter of Time Before He Falters

That’s when I make my move. I circle my prey much like a big cat. Stealth and prowess are my weapons as I move in on him. He will never know what hit him. Cock Sabotage is really a hobby for me at this point.

I make men want to cheat and I make other women despair at my tactics.

My long golden hair, big, innocent brown eyes and sweet smile can be so very deceptive, can’t they? You ought to know, of course, you pathetic loser, since I deceived you so very easily.

You never guessed how deeply twisted and downright wicked I am or how hot it makes me to supplement my income with a little blackmail roleplay phonesex. All the time we are together, I am listening and watching, my eyes and ears wide open for any little indiscretions that will put you at a disadvantage and give me the upper hand!

“Do you trust me?” I ask the boy with a wicked laugh. He is naked and beautiful as he kneels at my feet, trembling with combination of fear and desire as I put the collar around his neck. My slave vercome by such conflicting emotions– the desire to please, love, arousal and terror. But he nods his head and says “yes” for he loves me with blind devotion.

He would do anything for the chance to be possessed by me, to be my slave.

“So say it, ” I tell him. “Repeat for me the rules”. I dangle the key to the collar before his eyes and he raises eyes to meet the intensity of my gaze. He says, “I will have a key to the collar but I am not allowed to use it,”. “And what if somebody asks you about it,” I say. “Then I will tell them the truth about it,” he answers with a meekness that is touching. “And what is the ‘truth’, darling?” I ask. “That I am yours,” he says, his voice catching in his throat. “I belong to you and need you and you alone. I am your slave.”

When last we left off with my sissy friend, Emily, she was surrounded by throbbing cocks that were about to cum all over her and I had put a chastity cage on her, forbidding her to cum. Just a typical Saturday night for us actually lol.

Her sister, Erin, had shown up and surprised her from behind by slowly beginning to fuck her with a huge strap on. This was a fucking dream for my sweet Em as she has idolized Erin since she was a little girl. So having Erin balls deep right now was something she never thought would happen but also never stopped imagining.

You have a tiny penis. The truth hurts doesn’t it? I mean, tiny isn’t even a good enough word for how small it is. Microscopic is more like it. Did you really think that you would call me and I’d still want to have phone sex with you? Oh God, no. The only think you’ll ever get from me is the truth and humiliation.

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